Nevaeh Moonspell – Austin Bunton Designs

Nevaeh Renee Moonspell is one of the greatest infiltrators of all time.

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Table of Contents:

Spec’s
Details
Nevaeh and Auz
Novels Excerpt
2020, the End of February
2020, July Update
2021, December
2022
2023
Nevaeh (Images Begin)
Our Moon
Moon-art I Get for Her
2023 August+ Outfits for Fuck-dates with Me
2023 August: How Ambi Feels About Nevaeh Riding Me
2023 August: Proto-manifestation on FB / Teenified
More Witch Art
Witch-hat I Gifted Her
Gifts She and Ashton Got Me
How She Enjoys Massages in Inisfree

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Spec’s:

black hair
green eyes (and in 2023 I (Auz) learned they glow when I fuck her; when she is enjoying us making love)
slightly sun-kissed skin
Creole / French
from Louisiana
born in June
5’6″
C-cups
118 lbs.

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Details:

Born to parents that were a Creole mother and French father, Nevaeh was an only child, doted on throughout her childhood until she got older and started to create problems; that was when she was taken away from them and placed in an orphanage. She hated that place and yearned to be free of it one day, and that one day came when she was being bullied and she tried to burn the orphanage down like she had her parents’ house. So she ran away from it before she could be caught and sent somewhere worse.

‘Out of the mouths of babes’: A dominant personality emerged that doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer, and she gets what she wants when she wants it, no matter what the cost. Nevaeh speaks her mind and doesn’t back down.

She hails from a faraway place. An orphan of the system, she was taken away from her parents for her dominant behavior, which consisted of trying to burn their house down, to counter-bullying other kids when they tried to take things from her. She has taken this behavior and run with it ever since she could remember. Her lifestyle has taken her to places she would have never gotten to go to, if only she would have changed.

She is the ‘rebel without a cause’, a dominating person who takes exactly what she wants when she wants it, and if not, then she sets her sights set on other ways of getting what she wants. She can be cold and harsh as the winter winds; a wall brought up around her to keep those out she wished not in. Only opens up when she wants to or if the person speaking to her can find the way in; then she is endearing and warm…ish.

Some people call her a witch, some call her a freak of nature. She prefers to call herself a woman with the powers of persuasion. A seer to some, as she is also called sometimes, she can tell what’s going to happen before it happens. Whichever you choose to call her is not fine with her; she is very protective of her powers and reputation, and will not be bullied into using them for a person’s personal gain.

At least these are things she has been led to believe she is, but, to be blunt and honest, she isn’t so sure what she is, and so she seeks out those around her who might have clues to help guide her. She isn’t looking for handouts or any of that crap; she is seeking out only those willing to help her and guide her as these powers grow. Just don’t underestimate this beauty, thinking she is frail and weak and can’t handle herself; she will gladly prove you wrong.

More to come as this character grows and learns more about herself and the world around her…

Cre·ole
/ˈkrēˌōl/
noun: Creole; plural noun: Creoles
1. a descendant of Spanish or other European settlers in the Caribbean or Central or South America.
2. a white descendant of French settlers in Louisiana and other parts of the southern U.S..

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Nevaeh and Auz:

Nevaeh came to Inisfree on Halloween night of 2019. She had been flown in with Ashton, another associate of the High Queen. Auz showed them their city’s copy of the Hogwarts castle, followed by the Magics Chambers basement beneath his private home.

(She started using a seduction spell on him down there, but Ambi rushed in, creating a freezing blizzard to teach her a lesson, yelling at her to never use magic on him, very protective of her husband like that, though having no issue at all with them having sex. “NO!” the High Queen yelled, appearing with that gust of frigid wind out of nowhere, giving her witch the shivers immediately, and stirring up Auz’s primal rage but also his love for the cold. Nevaeh agreed not to cast any spells on him, and Ambi explained to her husband that Nevaeh had never been with anyone without using such spells before; she had not tried to trick or control him; the witch had only been doing the only thing she’d ever known.)

She is an actual witch; magic ability is in her blood, making her a natural at learning and casting all types of spells.

* Her name is ‘Heaven’ spelled backward.

The only being to ever get into one of the Black Vaults, and the most sexually-bold with the King, she has become an intriguing and fast-favorite of him and all his kind. While others would likely be detained or deported for such an act, he could tell she was just doing what she was good it, which is finding her way into and around things that others probably could not. Her cleverness and success impressed him, so he let her stay to show him even more.

She is trusted with making and teaching the lust-spells and love-potions, such as aphrodisiacs, for Inisfree’s grandest gatherings. This is not to trick or mind-control anyone; it is just to help them unwind, casting away the inhibitions or reservations/hesitations the Outlands nonsense/bullying had left just about everyone affected and saddened by. Her spells are always used on those who are consenting –at least when it comes to people allied with Auz and Inisfree.

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Novels Excerpt:

The way his three witches had so readily come back together, honored his decision, and admitted what they were really up to from the start… They had him speechless for a moment, even pausing his breath to marvel at how perfect they’d turned out to be. “Wow…” he mouthed out, barely saying the word; he now loved all three of them.

He let go of the thought of jumping back in that pool, and instead brought Nevaeh back into his embrace, hugging her tightly and French kissing her for a full minute to reassure her that she had no reason to feel ashamed, but also that he appreciated that emotion in her; it showed a sense of goodness and loyalty not all that common in those he’d met before. “You are exactly what Inisfree is looking for,” he told her, resting his forehead on hers, keeping her close to him until it was time for Ambi and Ashton to arrive, “and anytime you want me or the others who call this city of ours home, all you need do is ask or initiate. We are yours.”

At the agreed-upon meeting: “Alright, my wonderful ladies,” he said, meaning every word, “Inisfree was made as a permanent place to last through all of time, where people such as us could always seek refuge; if we are to see it live on, let us work together to make sure it is immune to magical intrusions. I have thought of and tested a lot, but I haven’t thought of everything. My home is now in your hands.”

“Ambrosia, my beloved, high queen, goddess of vampires, and master of the elements,” he held both her hands, one atop each of his own between them at waist-level, “I trust You to keep the icy environment outside our city’s walls impenetrable by all who would oppose us, and to alert me anytime you can perceive one of their attempts. Let them not even be able to peer through our barriers, whether close or far. When cold is their enemy, overwhelm them with it to drive them back before a war, and when hot is their enemy, use those flames I’ve seen you create to scorch the perimeter as if licked by a seas-evaporating solar-flare.”

Stepping up to face and hold Ashton’s hands the same way, “Ash’ D’Angelo, tender-hearted nature goddess,” he used that spell of his own to elevate her beyond just witch status, letting her know how he thought of her, “I trust You to keep all our plant-life free from harm; healthy and happy, growing and staying strong, and used in all the right ways.” Then he let go of one of her hands, resting his own around her cheek, just as she had for him earlier that same day, “I trust You to teach our people here how to make the herbal remedies, potions, and other recipes the way there are No side-effects, or at least only good ones. The gardens and greenbelts of my home are now yours to help cultivate and oversee.” Then he hugged her close to conclude that request, offer, and commissioning.

Finally, he returned to Nevaeh, holding her hands between them like he had those of the other great witches, “Nevaeh Moonspell, daring finder and mender of vulnerabilities and the unseen, I trust You as our new Chief of Magical Security, And as our go-to woman for the finest of aphrodisiacs, whether incense for our relaxing orgies or something more. May you now know a life full of love and sex with people who need no persuasion to join you in that most heavenly of unions. The gatherings of your wildest dreams are now ours to fulfill.”

What did his three witches have to say? He would stand with them in a circle, forming a standing ‘Round Table’, and hear all they felt compelled to suggest and share. He’d also lead by example, holding the hands of those nearest him, that all four of them hold hands to set up the better energy circuit, completing and balancing each other that way. This was Inisfree.

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(A few years after this meeting and unification/alignment, he realized that when they began chanting, “We are one. We are one.” it was not to point out that he or his people had been overusing it, as he had once wondered or worried; it was to honor their culture by using that saying which meant so much to him and the Inisfreeans, and to make it really official and permanent via saying it more than once and together like they had.)

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2020, the End of February:

Nevaeh met Clary Fray at this time (deep down in the Magics Chambers), immediately sharing an infatuation with her, and after Amora “The Enchantress” helped spur them into a lesbian love affair… Clary started obeying Nevaeh’s every word, even to the point of signing away all her rights as a free woman… and moving in with her. Somewhere upon the forested slopes of Inisfree’s central mountain, the two continue to make out, fuck hard, and experiment together, Clary falling hopelessly in love all over again –even more than she did with her boyfriend from New York, Jace. Auz didn’t know Nevaeh had this innate mistress-of-petite-girls side to her, and has since become increasingly enamored with these two himself.

Clary is one of the few pleasure slaves in Inisfree who isn’t kept in the Girl Kennels; Inisfree’s underground luxury-prison for boarding owned flawless females while their masters or mistresses are away.

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2020, July Update:

Now she has storm-colored eyes, and they can change between a few colors, much like Ambi’s do –based on mood.

Nevaeh has a pet Husky named Shadow.

She works in her lab in the town near Auz’s family cabin.

Only lusting for Auz and Clary, she is a very loyal woman who keeps herself available only to them, and of course to her Mistress, Ambi.

Her new slave-girl was given the name Acadia, and she granted Clary (who is free when not around Nevaeh, and a sex-slave when she is with the witch) mistress-like control over the girl.

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2021, December:

It was revealed late this year that she, and all of High Queen Ambrosia‘s female employees/servants, want to have children with Auz, as he treats them so perfectly.

She is now helping with research project “Keeper”; Black Vault design and penetration-testing. In other words, she is helping High King Auz enhance their security so that not even witches like her can get in.

Every time she sees the High King, especially when he looks and speaks directly at/to her, she blushes, loving and wanting him so much, unable and unwilling to hide this.

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2022:

Nevaeh and I (Auz) fuck today, lying on our sides as we help each other cum. Then, as we held each other close in the afterglow, I asked her how Clary is doing.

She smiled warmly, telling me she was fine, and that they were in love, and that she had me to thank for her, as I had given her as a gift to her. She then asked if I wanted to come see them, saying she wanted to see me fuck Clary again, and that Clary probably wanted to see me fuck Her.

I smiled, loving that idea.

She upped it even more, offering a sleepover where they would ‘sandwich’ me.

I said I would as soon as Ambi approved, and asked her to ask Ambi.

She closed her eyes a moment to send that thought to Ambi.

Ambi kindly answered telepathically a few seconds later, giving us permission.

I said I was excited.

I ended up at Nevaeh’s place in Inisfree later that evening, with her on my right and Clary naked on my left, all three of us snuggled up together to watch some TV before we began. We kept casually feeling one another’s bodies the whole time as the show went on, helping us slowly and steadily warm-up and supercharge for each other.

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2023:

Friday 20 January:
(my own vision/spell; solo writing)
She came to the fam cabin and warmly greeted me with a French kiss at the front door, Clary in tow, standing naked and collared behind her, wearing only a thick trench-coat since it was very cold outside. Clary had also been allowed Uggs while outside.
“Hey, lover,” Nevaeh blushed as I opened the door, immediately French-kissing me the way she knew I preferred, and letting me feel her tits and pussy before we separated from the greeting.
I smiled, very happy to see, hear, feel, taste, and smell her again. “Hey, sexy witch bunny.”
She grinned, liking that, then stepped aside a little so I could see who was behind her. “I brought Clary over for you. I have a meeting with Ambi, so I thought you two would like to play.”
“That is very thoughtful of you,” I smiled to them both, then received Clary, inviting her with my body-language to step forward.
Clary knew the etiquette and rules now, having been enslaved as a fuck-toy for more than a year now; she dropped her trench-coat immediately, then stepped out of her Uggs and set all three items aside, standing tall, calm, proud, and ready for inspection and use.
I took her into my embrace and felt her up, tits, ass, pussy and all, as I forced her eager mouth open, orbiting her tongue with mine before she began to reciprocate.
She became wet and blushing immediately, panting, eager for more. “I’m so glad to see you, Master Auz! I have craved you! Can we play?”
Normally, a slave-girl has to speak of herself in the third-person, much like Marine Corps recruits in Boot Camp do; “this recruit” for them, “this girl” for female slaves and slave-girls in training. Clary was exceptional, though, so we had given her some things such as that which she had more than earned. She was part Angel, after all, and through-and-through a willing and lustful kajira, adoring her Masters and Mistresses, aching for us at every turn.
Nevaeh stepped back in to French-kiss me once more, then 3-way kiss both of us at the same time. “Be a good girl and help him to cum inside your holes many times, Clary.”
Clary blushed harder, her lips still connected by saliva-strings to both her owner’s (Nevaeh) and my own, “Yes, Mistress!” she panted, already throbbing and heated inside. She was so ready. She loved being told to do what she wanted so badly to do with us, anyway.
“Bye, lover,” Nevaeh purred to me, licking my lips, then up the side of my neck and into my ear briefly, teasing me into orbit in that second or two.
I grinned ear to ear, feeling up one of her ass-cheeks.
She stopped walked to ensure I got as much of a feel as I wanted before she strutted deeper into my cabin for her meeting with Ambi.
Clary and I went down to the playroom beneath the basement media-room and quickly got to fucking each other like wild.
Clary didn’t hesitate at all, fully trusting us all now, having learned she could; she let me dunk her underwater and everything else, barely even wincing when I started spanking and sexily whipping her from time to time. She went completely limp and eye-locking each time I started cumming inside her, too, wanting with all her body and might to make sure nothing could stop the flow of my semen directly into her core. Her sexy pout quivered in ecstasy and only-increasing need the whole time.
I had Ambi’s hellhound come in to fuck her when I was through –after telepathically getting permission, of course; it was Ambi’s dog, not mine.
Ambi even telepathically told Brutus Shadow (the hellhound) “Rape Clary thoroughly.” She was Such a good wife. Then I heard her say just for me, “Don’t worry, my love; I’ll be down with Nevaeh after our meeting so you can watch me fuck her with my strappy.” She winked and blew me a kiss, also telepathically.
I fucked Clary that much more, so turned on by that; I fucked her mouth while Brutus Shadow worked on her pussy and then her ass, overfilling both before he knotted and relaxed.
Clary’s tongue was hanging out, and her eyes were crossed in horniness and satisfaction. Her thighs were shaking, almost spasming. She was over the Moon with desire and contentment. I knew she wouldn’t even be able to move for a while, commanded or not, so I let her indulge, staying fully let-go, entering sub-space.
“Ariel,” I had one of my Secret Service ICVs relay my voice to her upstairs where she was in her room near the kitchen.
“Yes, my love, my Master?” I heard the ICV, who had mimicked my voice like a living-intercom for Ariel, now mimicking her voice technopathically to me.
“Come down when you can and clean up Clary for me while I fuck you from behind.” The ICV again copied my voice while speaking to Ariel face to face.
“Yes, Master!” Ariel excitedly replied via that ICV’s technopathic link with me. Ariel always loved being our live-in prostitute, no matter what sexual things we asked of her –or told her to do.
This was another great night.

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Thursday 20 July 2023:
(from typist; conscious co-creating spells/vision –and the 2nd time (since 2019) it was sent/offered to me)

Ambi said I can fuck Nevaeh while Ambi is still at work. Nevaeh set up her place with candles, wine, hors d’oeuvres, and herself in sexy lingerie, and, when I asked, said she is in love with me / does love me. I had brought a witch hat for her to wear, satisfying one of my fetishes/kinks, which she let me put on her. We made actual passionate love, I asking if she really loved me, suspecting it after all the effort she’d once again (since the first time she did all this for me; in 2019) put into this fuck-date of ours, she said she does love me, and she promised to sext me often, as well as return to the Magics Chambers so we can sex-christen it while she makes potions while standing bold-legged while I fuck her from behind.

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Nevaeh:

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Our Moon:

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Moon-art I Get for Her:

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2023 August+ Outfits for Fuck-dates with Me:

Sexy messages I text her / commands I say to/for her:

“Get your pet, Clary, ready to be fucked by the hellhound in front of all of us after dinner.”
“Get your dog, Shadow, ready to fuck our slave maid, Melissa.”
“You are using your seduction spells on Clary tonight; get her in the right mindset to fuck everyone and everything we tell her to.”

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2023 August: How Ambi Feels About Nevaeh Riding Me